If you were to enter this wondrous mind of mine, I must warn you, dear reader, that you may not be fully prepared for what lies ahead. The thoughts that race through my head are like a never-ending stream, with each one jostling for attention and clamoring to be heard. Some are bold and daring, like a lioness on the hunt. Others are gentle and delicate, like a bumblebee flitting between flowers.
The words in my head are like competing orchestral instruments, each one vying for attention with great fervor. Some are bold and thunderous, while others are soft and soothing as a gentle lullaby. But there’s more to it than just the words themselves. They are bold, italicized, and underlined, with lives of their own; I am simply a conduit for their expression. They often evolve beyond mere impulses, morphing into little capricious creatures that scuttle across my mind, each one unique and fascinating in its own right. As I watch these words dance and play, they resonate within me, eventually drumming to their own ephemeral heartbeats. These words challenge me and inspire me to action…
So, if you were to enter this wonderful mind of mine, be prepared for a journey like no other. You will see colors you’ve never seen, hear sounds you’ve never heard, and feel emotions you’ve never felt. It’s a place where the impossible becomes possible, and the unimaginable becomes real. It’s a place where anything is possible, and everything is beautiful.
~ Amelia Desertsong
